Hey, hey, hey
Armpits!
Hey, hey, hey
Armpits!
Hey, hey, hey
Armpits!
Hey, hey, hey
Armpits!

We reach our promised land, where the grass is brown and the girls are questionable
With twelve inside an old Volkswagen van
We march under the rain, our boots are filled with feet and pain
Ingrown toenails are our daily bread

Kind people throwing up, in blooms of piss and mud
This is the homeland for us all
Mosh at the festival, knees in the genitals
Unite our scents to fill the hall

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die
Never die
Hey, hey, hey
Armpits!
Hey, hey, hey
Armpits!
Hey, hey, hey
Armpits!
Hey, hey, hey

In our groin the raclette, our dingleberries are amulets
Our eau de toilet smells like toilet
No fear to push our luck, when we bravely go to dump a truck
Lulled by the music of Johann Sebach

Germs fast like a Concorde
Bacteria with a sword
Gave life eternal to us all!

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die
Never die
Raise your left arm for the sweat glands (left, left, left)
Raise your right arm for the talc (right, right, right)
Clap your hands to kill mosquitos (clap, clap, clap)
Until the endocrine system burns the sky!

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die

Armpits of immortals
Standing victorious
Raise your hands up in the sky
Our smell will never die
Never die

Hey, hey, hey
Armpits!